I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

300 years ago.

He has no name and no surname, he came from the snowy area at the end of the North Sea, wandered around the world for thousands of years, and called himself Shui Jing by the name of the carp in his hand.

At this moment, the fragrance of flowers can be smelled, the song of birds can be heard, the breeze blows by the ears, and the warm sunset is reflected on the face.

Open your eyes lightly and look around. Here you can see long white clouds above, and lush trees below. In the distance is the blue sea connected to the sky. Where the sea and sky meet, the sunset slowly sinks, and the afterglow slantly reflects on the sea. , with a touch of tenderness.

On the coast of the South China Sea, the capital city of Yu State, the top of Wangming Pagoda.

The wind blows from all sides, brushing gently over the tower body, and there are bursts of voices like a woman singing in a low voice, such as weeping and complaining, such as resentment and admiration.

Although the tower has a stone body, the top floor is made of wood. Twelve columns support the umbrella-like roof, and the twelve beams under the eaves are connected end to end in a circle.

Shui Jing sits on the beam, with his back against the beam, his right leg hangs down, his left leg stands bent, an inkstone is placed in front of his feet, a piece of silk cloth is placed flat on his knees, he draws on the silk cloth with a pen in his hand, and writes While murmuring: "Dare to ask... Canghai... but I know... when I will go... when... is... the date of return..."

As his pen tip lightly stroked, a music score gradually appeared on the silk cloth. The tune was exactly the syllables made by the wind blowing over the tower, and the lyrics were written in Yu characters.

After writing the last word, Shui Jing put down the pen, held it up with the two ends of the silk cloth, admired it from the beginning to the end, then smiled with satisfaction, hung it on the side of the beam, and pressed a corner with an inkstone to dry the ink stains .

After finishing this, he took out a booklet from his pocket, briefly flipped through the part with words on the front, then turned to a blank page, and wrote with a pen: "Yu Dudu Pagoda, named Wangming, stands at On the coast of the South China Sea, the wind blows and the pagoda cries, the sound is like a low moan, the people of Yu say it was transformed by a woman, it is rumored..."

This thin book is used by Shui Jing to record his knowledge. He has traveled the world for thousands of years, and recorded anecdotes, customs and legends from various places in it. Occasionally, he would add two lines of poems for comments.

In the Four Seasons Mountain at the end of the North Sea, such thin volumes piled up like a mountain. Every time he finished writing a book, he would go back to the mountain and store it in the wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

Shui Jing was writing about the origin of the song "Question of Return", when he heard a slight sound coming from the stairs, as if someone was climbing the tower.

Shui Jing listened intently for a while, and finally confirmed that someone was indeed going up the stairs, and seemed to be heading towards the top of the tower.

The sound of the footsteps was gentle and heavy, as if the owner of the footsteps was preoccupied.

Shui Jing was not in a hurry to dodge, at first he was not worried about being discovered by others, no matter who came, he was sure to retreat unscathed.Secondly, the stairs are in the middle of the top floor, and the direction facing the stairs is opposite. Even if someone goes upstairs, they will appear with their backs to the water mirror. He wants to see who the owner of the footsteps is.

Shui Jing stared at the stairs, and as the creaking sound of the wooden ladder became clearer, after a while, he saw a young man stepping on the last step with his head down, reaching the top floor.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, a blue silk top, and an apricot-yellow robe, with a bronze long sword hanging from his waist, and the scabbard was exquisitely carved, like a dragon on the top of a cloud.

At this time, the boy only needs to raise his head and look around to see the water mirror, but he seems to be wandering in the sky, he doesn't care about the surrounding scenery, and just walks forward step by step with his head down.Walking to the edge of the top of the tower, facing the direction of the South China Sea, lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground.

Shui Jing twirled the brush in his hand at random, watching the young man's every move with interest, wanting to see when he would discover his own existence, but saw that the young man knelt down and then seemed to be still, looking straight at the South China Sea, If it weren't for the occasional breeze that swayed his hair, people would even think that he had fossilized on the spot.

Shui Jing stared at the back for a while, and a smile slowly appeared on the corners of his lips.

He gently closed the lap book and put it back in his arms, and put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, intending to go down and surprise him.

Unexpectedly, just as he put down the pen, when he withdrew his hand, he inadvertently touched the inkstone. When the inkstone moved a little, the silk cloth under his head was free of restraint, and he went straight to the boy with the wind.

Shui Jing let out a soft "hiss", and quickly jumped off the beam, leaning forward and reaching out to fish.

The fingertips were barely rubbing the corner of the silk cloth, and just about to take a further step, the wooden board where the foot landed happened to make a crisp "click".

"Who?"

The boy's body shook, and his reaction was extremely quick. He pulled out the bronze sword by his side in an instant, and stabbed behind him with his backhand. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, his eyes dimmed, and an unknown object covered his face.

The young man was startled, he quickly raised his head back to avoid it, raised his hand and slashed, the long sword in his hand split the silk cloth in two, one left and one right drifted behind him.

Without the cover of the silk cloth, he immediately saw someone behind the cloth, the sword in his hand didn't pause at all, and stabbed at the person coming.

Shui Jing was concerned with the silk cloth, and had no intention of getting entangled with him, but the long sword was in front of him, so he had to avoid it sideways, and at the same time raised his hand across the sword to the hilt, snapped the young man's wrist, and instantly snatched the sword from his hand However, with a backhand "clang", it was inserted back into the scabbard beside the young man.

Taking advantage of the time when the young man looked down at the scabbard in astonishment, Shui Jing had gone around him and chased to the edge of the tower top, but he could only watch helplessly as the silk cloth that had been split in half drifted away due to the delay.

Shui Jing raised his hand, but finally lowered it helplessly, and turned around with a sigh.

Seeing that the young man was still kneeling and looking up at him, Shui Jing couldn't help laughing for a moment, and immediately forgot the silk cloth, and said narrowly: "Your Highness is not required to perform such a grand ceremony."

Only then did the young man fully see the face of the visitor, stared at him coldly for a moment, then looked away and continued to look at Nanhai, and said, "It's you again."

In addition to indifference, there was also a little helplessness in his tone.

This is not the first time he has seen the person in front of him. A few months ago, he was also on the top of Wangming Pagoda. He was surprised that someone entered the city without permission. He resolved his moves one by one, making him feel powerless.

Shui Jing leaned against the pillar behind him, folded his arms and said with a smile: "I should say this, right? You are an imposing prince of a country, and I am caught kneeling on the top of this tower every now and then. How decent is it?"

The last time he came to visit the palace city of Yu Kingdom, when he passed by the main hall, he happened to hear the king discussing matters with his courtiers, so he simply stopped and listened to the wall.

The Lord of the Kingdom of Yu has a gentle temperament, and all the officials in the court are not too taboo when admonishing them. For the same matter, different factions often have different opinions, and everyone sticks to their own opinions, which often leads to no conclusion in the end.

On that day, the matter discussed in the palace was related to reform. It seemed that someone had compiled a new law and handed it over to the king to decide. However, most people in the court thought that the new law was too drastic and too strict.

After listening to it for a while, Shui Jing heard that those who opposed it had their own ulterior motives. The reason why they resisted the new law was because the new law was very likely to shake their vested interests.

Listening to the quarrels between you and me in the palace and the occasional words of the ruler to smooth things over, Shui Jing was just feeling amused, so he heard a cold voice resoundingly said: "It's a bunch of nonsense."

Shui Jing's spirit was shaken, and he heard the young voice sound again, refuting the words of several veteran officials who were arguing one by one. A comment from an old official: "Stay steadfast, stick to the rules, be stubborn, and never change from the past."

Shui Jing almost laughed out loud, he thought this person was very interesting, but then, he heard the country lord changed from his usual meekness, scolded the young man for his lack of manners, and ordered him to immediately go to the top of Wangming Pagoda and kneel down to think about it .

Shui Jing raised his eyebrows, and when the man left the hall, he could tell from his clothes that this man was the Crown Prince of Yu Kingdom.

According to the uniform system of the Yu Kingdom, the ruler is gold, the prince is light yellow, and the prince is apricot. Since this young man is all apricot, there is no need to guess too much.

Shui Jing followed the prince all the way to the top of the Wangming Pagoda, saw the young man really honestly knelt down, couldn't hold back the tease for a while, and made some teasing words, but unexpectedly attracted the prince to draw his sword, begging a lot no fun.

Recalling that first meeting, Shui Jing thought he was very honest. At that time, the prince asked many questions, and he answered all the questions truthfully. He really didn't understand why the prince didn't like him so much.

This time, Shui Jing came to the palace city of Yu State purely for the legend of Wangming Pagoda that he had heard from the fishermen in the South China Sea. .

Seeing that the young man turned a deaf ear to his teasing, Shui Jing was not annoyed, and asked with a smile, "Why is His Royal Highness punished to kneel this time?"

The young man kept his eyes on and remained unmoved, just pretending that what the person in front of him said was deaf to his ears.

He still remembered that the last time he met this person, he asked him how he sneaked into Miyagi, and he actually replied that he came by riding on clouds and fog. When he asked him what his plan was, he said he was just wandering around. When asked about his name, he said he had no name. , and then asked the age, he said more than 1000 years old...

So the prince didn't want to ask any more, and thought it would be better to fight directly.

As a result, I didn't fight.

Shui Jing looked at the boy's tightly pursed lips, not knowing what he was thinking, put down his arms around him, walked around him slowly, and smiled as he walked: "It's okay if your highness doesn't want to talk, let me guess."

He circled back to the front of the boy, sat down cross-legged in front of him casually, put his hands on his knees and said with a smile, "But because of Sang Guo's request for help?"

Hearing his words, the young man finally loosened his eyes a little, and looked at him in a blink of an eye, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

After the Sang Kingdom's request for help letter was delivered to Yudu, the lord of the country only summoned a few high-ranking veterans to discuss the matter secretly. Know?

Shui Jing knew that she had guessed right, so she smiled with satisfaction, raised her eyebrows and continued: "It's your father who doesn't want to intervene in the disputes between the two countries, and the courtiers also agreed, so you got into a dispute with them again, which is why your father The emperor punished me, am I right?"

The boy still didn't answer, but he looked away, took a deep breath, and lowered his eyes.

As if wanting to dispel the stagnation in his chest, his breathing was slightly sighed, and his tense back relaxed a little because of this.

Although he didn't know how the person in front of him found out about this, he did speak his mind.

Daluan attacked Sang, and Sang asked for help, but his father was unwilling to send troops to help him. Even the old officials who usually held their own opinions agreed with his father's decision unanimously.

The State of Yu has been stable for too long. For a long time, all the top and bottom of the country have become accustomed to this kind of comfort. They will be slack in the art of war, and the soldiers will be slack in training.

The young man was silent for a long time, and then he said slowly and solemnly: "The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad. If there is no skin, there will be no hair."

His drooping long eyelashes concealed the gloom in his eyes, but Shui Jing could still hear his loss from these short words, which was a kind of deep tiredness and powerlessness.

After thousands of years in the world, Shui Jing has long been used to all kinds of disputes. From the earliest tribal fights for prey, to the annexation and fusion, the tribes grew and evolved into countries, and then fought for arable land and territory. The disputes in the world have never stopped.

Standing on the clouds and overlooking the world, you will find that although there are thousands of rivers and rivers on land, they will eventually flow to the sea, but when you are in the rivers, you may not know your final destination.

For Shui Jing, the young man in front of him is a drop of water in the river. He wants to change the direction of the river, but he has more energy than he wants.

Shui Jing stood up on the ground, facing the South China Sea with his hands behind his back, and said inscrutablely: "In fact, if you want to send troops to help Sang, it is not impossible."

Hearing the words, the young man slowly straightened up and looked at him, his eyes brightened slightly.

Shui Jing turned around, asked with a smile on her lips, "Do you want to know?"

Seeing his slightly frivolous smile, the young man frowned slightly, and suddenly had some bad premonition, he always felt that the next words of this person might not be pleasant.

Sure enough, Shui Jing didn't wait for his answer, leaned forward slightly and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Whether to send troops to help, only the king can make the decision. If you want to make a decision, just replace it?"

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